Thursday, August 27, 2015

The Antidote

What if the government stole your libido? What
would you do to get it back?

Long Blurb

Sixty years after the Plague, few remember the
mass deaths, the riots and the massacres triggered by the sexually-transmitted disease.
Still, most people accept the Council’s mysterious libido-suppression technology
as necessary to prevent a resurgence of the deadly virus. Monthly procreative sex,
government-supported and hormone-enhanced, is enough to satisfy them.

Lena’s different. Though she loves her husband
Jeff, she yearns to experience the thrill of forbidden lust, to know what it feels
like to couple with a stranger. Rumors speak of an antidote that liberates the libido
from the Council’s thrall. Denied from birth, Lena is willing to risk everything—her
marriage, her freedom, even her life—for one taste of unbridled desire.

Short Blurb

Sixty years after the Plague, most people accept
the Council’s mysterious libido-suppression technology as necessary to prevent a
resurgence of the deadly virus. Lena’s different. Though she loves her husband Jeff,
she yearns to experience the thrill of forbidden lust. Denied from birth, Lena is
willing to risk everything—her marriage, her freedom, even her life—for one taste
of unbridled desire.

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PG Excerpt

“Yeah, I can get it—well, I can tell you where
to get it. But it’s expensive.”

Merle and I huddled together on the bench in
the 52nd story roof garden of the New Sears Building where
we worked. Even here, talking was risky. There were certainly cameras, but mikes
were less likely out in the open.

“I’ve been saving. How much do you think it
will cost?”

Merle named a figure four times what I had squirreled
away.

“Gads, Merle! It’s not gold!”

“No, it’s more valuable than gold. What do you
expect? People will pay almost anything for the forbidden.”

I blinked and looked away, not wanting her to
see my incipient tears. After a few deep breaths, I thought I could continue the
conversation without embarrassing myself. My friend wasn’t fooled.

“You really want this, don’t you, Lena?”

“More than anything.” It was true. I’d been
experimenting on my own trying to reverse the effects of the government’s anti-sex
interventions, with no success at all.

No one knew exactly how the drugs were delivered.
I went two days eating nothing, drinking only rainwater gathered on our unit’s balcony.
The fact that Jeff traveled so much for his job had made it easier. I just waited
until he was away on one of his trips. Then, physically weak but determined, I hacked
through the net filters to one of the most notorious underground porn sites, hosted,
according to Merle, in Kazakhstan.

Nothing. I felt nothing. I watched the contortions
of the naked bodies, the penetrations and the climaxes, and felt no desire, only
a vague, painful sense of loss.

I was second generation post-Plague. I knew
the history, but I didn’t remember the Troubles: the millions of deaths, the riots,
the massacres of homosexuals and prostitutes. None of it seemed real to me.

When the Council had introduced its libido-suppression
program to stem the spread of the virus, most people were enthusiastically in favor.
Now it had become second nature. Society ran perfectly smoothly without the lubricant
of lust. But I resented it. I wanted to know what I was missing.

X Rated Excerpt

Before I could think or resist, we had climbed
the three steps to the platform, which was furnished with a mattress and a couple
of chairs. A spotlight clicked on in a corner, temporarily blinding me. Bolt stood
behind me, his arms circling my body. He kneaded my breasts while he worked the
crowd. I struggled not to faint from the sensation of his fingers digging into my
flesh.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Club Lust.
Tonight we have a special treat, a newcomer enjoying her first taste of freedom.”
He gripped the bottom of my jersey and pulled it over my head in one deft motion.

All eyes in the room turned to my suddenly bare
chest. The heat of their attention brought a flush to my cheeks. My nipples contracted
into throbbing bullets of needy flesh. Bolt pinched and twisted them, far rougher
than Jeff had ever been. Liquid gushed from my cunt as though he’d turned on a faucet.

“Such fine, round, bouncy tits. Just looking
at them makes me want to rub my cock in between them until I come all over her face.
Don’t you all agree?” The crowd murmured its assent. I don’t know what excited me
more, his words or the fact that simultaneously, he’d unzipped my skirt and pulled
it down to my ankles. Underneath I wore the red bikini briefs that had come with
our last booster pack. They were soaked.

“Our little slut is very wet,” Bolt gloated.
“I think she wants to be fucked. Let’s get a look at her cunt.”

About
Lisabet

Long
before she discovered erotica and erotic romance, Lisabet Sarai devoured science
fiction. Heinlein, Bradbury and Asimov were her companions growing up. Later she
explored the dark, seductive worlds of Neal Stephenson, Pat Cadigan and Bruce Sterling.
M. Christian, C. Sanchez-Garcia and Cecilia Tan showed her how to combine visions
of the future with visions of desire. Her M/M science fiction erotic romance Quarantine
won a Rainbow Awards honorable mention, while alien ménage Bodies of Light
was voted a Best Book of the Month at Whipped Cream Reviews. Speculative erotica
remains one of her favorite genres, both to read and to write.